Crazy Danae: I've only seen like the first 5 episodes of Andromeda, just enough to find Tyr hunky :D Not sure who the other guy is but hey any hunky-hunk is a good hunky-hunk, right? Hehe. I'm really sorry to have made you wait so long for an update, promise I'll try to get one out more often until this fic is done. Good news is that I've got another one in the works and my muse is being completely evil about it! EVIL! She shows me these scenes and I think...O.o! That'd be great...and while I'm writing it down she warps it from what she originally tells me.

Well...This week on Lifestyles of the Buff 'n Shameless...

Talon – later that week:

The quiet atmosphere of the Talon contributed greatly to getting his work completed with a minimal amount of headache. Lex barely noticed the waitress that refilled his coffee, his eyes trained on a long list of numbers that his fingers were quickly inputting into his laptop. It was the weight of someone's gaze that raised a slight shiver down his spine, and the rapid clicks of keys petered out to silence as he raised his eyes to find his watcher.

It didn't take him long to find the person as Chloe was straddled over a nearby chair, her chin resting on her arms upon the back of the chair. A grin crept across her lips as a devious twinkle sparkled in her eyes when she saw Lex notice her, "So?"

"Pardon my lack of manners," Lex's turned his full attention towards Chloe while gesturing towards the empty seat at his table. "Please, will you join me, Miss Sullivan?"

Chloe rolled her eyes at his extravagant invitation but wasted little time moving into the offered chair. "So? How did it go?" she prompted eagerly.

Knowing full well what she was speaking of Lex couldn't help but indulge in a bit of sport, "How did what go? There are a great many things that I'm involved in, as you can see…" an encompassing gesture at the cluttered table before him.

She loosed a long-suffering sigh, "How did it go with getting Clark to agree to wearing leather for Halloween?"

"Ahhh, how did that 'it' go," he lifted his coffee cup to his lips, greatly enjoying the growing agitation that she was displaying at his delay tactics.

"Yes, that it. How did it go? Did you manage to get him to agree to wear leather?" She prompted when he leisurely sipped his coffee.

Lex settled his cup in its saucer before calmly stating, "I'm a bit hurt that you would even harbor a shred of doubt to my negotiating skills."

"Oh please, you could talk practically anyone into doing anything given enough time…but this is Clark we're talking about. He still blushes whenever he has to shower in gym class with the rest of the guys. So spill!" Chloe's hands came fairly close to whacking him a couple of times as she talked

"Very well, if only to fend off possible concussion from flailing hands." He paused long enough to straighten his shirt before announcing, "Mission accomplished with a bonus. Clark will be wearing leather for Halloween."

"Bonus? Spill!"

"How would you feel about chain mail?"

"Really!"

Wincing at the pitch he slowly rubbed the base of his right ear, "Yes, and don't harass him about it or he'll duck out for something safe."

"Oh, you're the best!" In a flurry of color he thought he saw teeth and felt a hug before she was gone. He blinked trying to reorient himself when he heard the supersonic squealing coming from the far corner booth. 'Just as I thought, communication on the supersonic frequencies.' It wasn't long before he found his place and continued with his work.